Celexa. Cymbalta. Prozac. Lexapro.
Paxil. Ativan. Seroquel. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm….. there you go.
Just a few things I need, indeed, to stay up
Interesting to think I can be fed my moods, or lack thereof, in a cup.
Wellbutrin. Zoloft. Zyprexia. Valerian root tea.
All served up and ready to produce an even better me.
The celexa gave me lockjaw so bad that I thought I had died.
Cymbalta didn’t do anything so I sat around and cried.
Prozac made me feel funky and all jittery with the shakes.
Lexapro I don’t remember much, but the horrible stomach aches.
cute and sugary coated like that rhyming poetry shit- that’s just not me.
my quirky doctor wanted me to write out how I was feeling and that was the first bunch of crap that just popped into my brain.
and it made me want to barf. it made me actually feel worse than before i sat down to write it.
but the other part, the part that i wrote and DIDN’T SHARE? was so much worse.
and you never want to do something that opens yourself up for judgement by your therapist,
or allow them to see the basketcase that you really are.